Flora Wheaton's POV- D11
I was moving silently through the woods. The pack I had on, I had checked out already; all I had was a water bottle, and a about a foot of rope. I was treading along carefully; so far I hadn't see much of anything besides trees.
I was looking for a tree or bush to settle down in for the night. I found a nice tree; about 10feet tall. I climbed up and settled into a crook in the branches. I got my knife out of my bag in case someone came after me. My eyes started to get to heavy and I decided to go to sleep; I closed my eyes.
I heard a bit of a struggle, and the little girl from district 8 came bolting through the trees. I opened my eyes, and saw her start climbing my tree; I obviously hadn't been seen. I thought about killing her, I really did, but something told me I could use her. I waited for her to be almost level with me. She poked her up, and look away from me, my hand came up and I slammed her mouth closed. I pulled her up next to me, and slid my dagger against her throat; she became very silent. My eyes darted around the woods.
"Why were you running?" I hissed at her. She looked afraid.
"I- there was a sound-I-I was scarred." Great.
"Well stop. You're my ally all right. Now shut up and keep watch." I knew she would listen, because if she didn't she would be dead be tomorrow. I nestled back into my tree and fell asleep.
Katerina Thorne's POV-D12
I woke with a start as the anthem began. I was in an old tree; one with moss growing up the trunk. I peeled some moss off and popped it in my mouth. Sure, it tasted awful, but it was hardy and I wouldn't be hungry for a while.
I climbed out of my tree and began to walk. I had escaped the cornucopia with a small tube of medicine. I couldn't tell what it was for or how to use it, so I turned it over in my hands several times wondering why I left with barely anything. You were scarred. My mind offered.
I kept turning it over in my hands and walking until I came to a small lake. I dipped my hand in; the water was cool and fresh. I lowered my mouth and took a gulp. After a while, I splashed my face and got up. I turned to see a lioness on the other side of the lake. I was scarred, yet intrigued by her. I almost wanted to pet her. I turned and saw a silver parachute on the ground in front of me. I picked it up and wrestled open the package; a dagger was lying in my hands. "Yes!" I whispered.
I turned back around to see my little friend the lioness; her teeth barred, her head lowered. I dropped my medicine, and gripped my dagger.
I knew I had sponsors, I was holding proof, but this fight would affect the rest of my life; particularly the length.
I watched her lunge, I ducked, but two of her claws nicked my back. I screamed, and turned. I could feel the blood staining my shirt. She doubled back and dove at my legs. I jumped landing on her back. I plunged my dagger into her back, she shook me off. I flew off and landed in the lake. I rolled and stood up; I felt a pain in my knee and warm blood running from a cut in my arm.
She looked about ready to finish me off, when her eyes closed and she bolted off into the woods. I was coming to the realization, that she wasn't a normal lioness.
I trudged out of the water, pulled my shirt tighter and tied a knot. I knew the bleeding wouldn't stop, but I wouldn't bleed out now. I striped off one of my socks and tied it around my arm. I suddenly had a horrible moment of guilt. My dagger! Had I held onto it or was it still in her back? I dove back into the water hoping to find my only weapon. I searched around, when my hand felt something leathery, my heart stopped. I looked up slowly seeing every inch of him.
"Katerina stand up." Caden said heroically. I rose slowly; I realized I was probably a mess.
"I'm sorry it had to end this way for us." I said regretfully, wishing I hadn't woken up that day.
"I'm not going to kill you." He said with charm, I felt my eyes grow wide and my head snapped up.
"Your not?" I said excited and doubtful.
"No. Just don't tell anyone. Your different, you aren't as low as the rest of them." His hand came to my chin and I let him kiss my lightly on the forehead. "It's lucky I was watching our camp. Actually I need to get back there." He handed me my dagger, and opened his pack, he handed me a first aid kit. Then he ran off.
"Thank you." I said quietly; I doubt he heard me. I stood in the lake, a little confused and happier than I had been all week.
This time I didn't make the mistake of staying on the ground, I climbed into a tree to examine my gift.
Rory Harrow's POV-D4
I found Bryce almost immediately after the gong. I had convinced him to go to the beach like area near the sea. He was in a small cluster of trees and bushes, building a shelter. I am on the beach building as small a fire as I can, to boil water so we can drink it. Of course it isn't going to well, every time smoke wafts up, I throw sand on the fire effectively killing it. I finally get a small flame, so I grabbed the shell with water in it and set it with about ½ an inch of air room. I watch for a few minutes and sure enough bubbles started to rise up.
I stood and headed back to Bryce. I couldn't help but laugh when I saw him lounging in the lean to he had built. "I got the water boiling," I said with a giggle. He looked surprised I was there, as if I hadn't seen him goofing off. He came and gave me a light hug, I hugged him back. We both laughed.
We put some berries in our water, and soon had tea to drink. We passed the shell back and forth between us. When it was gone Bryce spoke, "I think we should move tomorrow Rory." I was confused.
"Why? We have water and food here." I tried to act as if this was the safest spot in the arena.
"Salt water and we have almost no protection; I want to go to the woods." I felt my face twist up; the woods always made me uneasy. I had reasons to be worried; there were animals, and trees waiting to fall on you, and other tributes waiting to kill you.
"Um, I'm not sure I haven't seen anyone come this way." I said pleading, I knew he was going to win this argument.
"Well think about it." He said as he got up. I assumed he was heading back to the lean to; until I heard his scream. I was up and flying through the woods, I reached them just in time to see Bryce being strangled by a boy from the career pack, there was a girl with him, cheering him on. I wanted to scream, to run forward and make them stop, but I knew the girl would kill me. I ran back to our little settlement and grabbed Bryce's short sword.
I ran back to my spot behind the tree. I went around the edges and was about to stab the girl in the back, but my hand was shaking so bad I dropped the sword and it hit lower back. I was up almost up a tree before it hit her. I could tell by the wound she would live. The boy looked over and decided time was up for Bryce. He punched him in the stomach and neck.
The boy scooped up the girl, and ran back out of the woods. "Silver's hurt." I heard him yell, the footsteps grew louder and farther away. I ran to Bryce's side. I could tell by the way his breath came in short raspy gasps he was dying. I felt the tears start and my lips began to quiver. I wanted to hold him, but I knew the way his body shook would scare me even more.
He reached his hand up to his chest and pointed to a spot on his left side. "I-I can't help I'm sorry." Tears were falling onto his face and he traced a shaky heart with his finger, and then pointed to me. "I love you too." I sobbed. He closed his eyes and laid his head back. His breathing began to slow, and soon stopped. His cannon fired. I kissed him before leaving.
I went back to our lean to and dumped his pack into mine. I didn't want to ruin his work so I just put branches over the entrance. I prepared for my journey to the woods.
Cameron Nightwood's POV-D12
The cannon scarred me and I almost fell over, plus the heavy parachute that hit me in the head didn't help either. I picked it up and ripped open the package. I had been given a dagger. The sponsors were probably in love with my looks.
I kept walking, not quite sure what I was walking towards. I had reached an incline about an hour ago and was walking up a steep hill. I think I was at the base of a mountain, but every now and then I would reach a flat spot and rest. I found a small cave and built a fire. I cooked a rat-ish looking rabbit and ate it with my hands. When I was done I left my fire to burn it's self out. Sometimes I would see a bird or a rustle in the vegetation, but I had never felt so alone. I kept walking resting and sipping water from my canteen every now and then.
I hated being alone like this, it always gave me too much time to think. I didn't need fear creeping into my dreams tonight, better to die with an amazing bravado then to be a winning coward.
I saw a man's figure in the path. I stepped into a crook in the rock, and he turned slowly. I knew this mountain had been claimed by the district 9 dude. He seemed nice enough, but he was the one with the knocked up fiancé back home, and the only way he was getting there was for me to die. I began inching down the mountain. When I turned a corner I sprinted back to my cave, and decided to stay there for the night.
Gossan Kissite's POV-D11
I found a patch of grain with some tall trees I recognized as redwoods; I sat down in the grass to catch my breath. I had just run away from the ocean zone, where I heard the careers.
I popped a honeysuckle in my mouth and put my face in my hands. "I thought I would find you here." I jumped up before registering the girl standing in front of me.
Sorry you guys. I know it's been awhile, but I have an excuse! Ok I don't. (By the way I was going to write more this chapter, but I need to take a shower now and I wanted to get this up.) So I hoped you enjoyed this, let's have a moment of silence for Bryce- Ok have a nice day!
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